Words are Strange: New
A weekly poem from T.R. Stone.
August 17, 2022
On my mind
All the time
Like a clock
Doesn’t stop
Two words
Both four letters
One old
Another new
The old brings rain
Shame and anger
It’s all I’ve known
For 16 years straight
The new brings sun
Joy and relief
The words are names
And the new one is me